Today I am a lens, a pen, a gun.




(No Ratings Yet)We are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter




(No Ratings Yet)A sick thought can devour the body’s flesh more than fever or consumption.




(No Ratings Yet)fallen” mental health system




(No Ratings Yet)I had officially joined the cacophony of sick mother fuckers.




(No Ratings Yet)Once-upon-a-time we buried the memories we didn’t want.




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